Page 106 of A Queen This Fierce and Deadly

And the fact that I couldn’t…

“You are so, so wet,” he whispered.

I was also on the edge, my body trembling. Lorian’s eyes flared as he felt me tightening. “Well,” he purred. “That was easy.”

“You smug bastard.”

“I have another ribbon. For that beautiful, vicious mouth.”

I clamped my lips shut, and he laughed, lowering his head to thrust his tongue between them. I moaned into his mouth, panting, and he thrust forward, still holding me in place as I attempted to buck up into him.

All I could do was take what he chose to give me. My limbs turned weak, and I let out a low groan.

“There you go.” Lorian slipped his hand down to caress my clit. Once. Twice.

My vision went dark, every muscle in my body clenching, shuddering as my climax tore through me.

I was still trembling when I came back to myself to find Lorian still hard within me.

He simply gave me a pleased smile and continued that slow, steady thrusting.

I was so sensitive, I shook my head, and he just laughed. “Valeo?”

“No. But—”

“Then I get to do what I want.”

The hand on my hip slid to my butt, angling me for him. And he drove into me, each thrust hitting that spot within me. Every inch of my body was suddenly too sensitive, even as I craved more, more, more.

I strained against the ribbons, and Lorian’s eyes turned wild as he watched me.

“Come for me.”

I clamped down around him, waves of pleasure overtaking me, pouring from my core, through each of my limbs. It went on and on, pure euphoria choking a moan from my throat as he pounded into me. And then he stiffened, and I could feel the length of him pulsing inside me as he buried his head in my neck and shook.

The ribbons disappeared. Sliding my arms around him, I panted, vaguely shocked.

Slowly, Lorian lifted his head, his green eyes gleaming in the dim light. “Did you enjoy that?”

“You know I did.”

His smile was satisfied and vaguely smug. “I can’t wait for hundreds of years just like this.”

Rolling to the side, he lifted each of my limbs, studying them carefully.

“What is it?”

“The ribbons are enchanted to never hurt you. But I wanted to check.”

My heart melted. “I’m glad we were married here. You were right. It was perfect.”

“Repeat the part about how I was right.”

I poked him in the ribs, and he pulled me down until I lay across his chest—his favorite relaxed position.

I’d almost drifted off when he kissed my head. “I heard Cavis today. I saw him too.”

Lifting my head, I stared down at him.

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